This stinks...

Hey peeps...I am here. I am back at work and it SUCKS big time. I hate it...what I hate worse is that when I have a day off (like TODAY), I am just exhausted and feel like I'm not doing what I should. For example, while Elijah was napping this afternoon, I managed to tidy up the house a little. He woke up, ate and got into his clothes for the day. Then, I managed to clean up a little more (yeah, my house is quite the mess right now ) and when Elijah started crying in his swing, I thought "Well, I guess he wants some Mommy time" -- yeah, not quite. He had a massive poopy blowout in his diaper...all over his super-cute clothes. And as I was changing him, and he was smiling up at me from his changing table, I couldn't help but to be really angry at myself. I mean, how messed up is this? I have so many moms that work for me that DON'T want to stay home...they want to be out of the house. Good for them...but I want to be home and I can't...we can't manage that. And so many women are in the same place as me...they want to stay home and they just can't afford to. But there are these moms that work for me...I listen to them talk about how they can't wait for the opportunity to be away.


I mean, look at that face! Would you want to leave that every morning? The first morning I went to work, he rolled over for real the first time...and then the second time. And I look at pics like this one...I don't care what anyone else says...Adam and I agree that he got my smile! And it just kills me to know that tomorrow morning is going to come and I have to be away from him from over 10 hours again...and it just sucks. One of the women I work with told me "Don't worry, Sandy...it'll get harder first but then it'll get easier". But you know what? I don't want that. I don't want to leave for work and not care. ARGH! This just sucks....

OK, I really don't want to talk about this anymore...because, as my title says, it just sucks...

random stuff

So, I thought I should give this a try...it amused me thoroughly (it doesn't take much anymore)

1. YOUR REAL NAME:
Sandra Leigh Clark

2. YOUR GANGSTA NAME: (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle.)
Sanizzle

3. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME: (fav color and fav animal)
Orange Penguin

4. YOUR SPY NAME: (middle name, and current street name)
Leigh Main
(that is by far the dumbest thing I have ever heard!)

5. YOUR STAR WARS NAME: (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name and first 2 letters of mom's maiden name, first 3 letters of your hometown)
Clasaherac
(why are my answers ending up so CRAZY?)

Claelgurac - that's Elijah's...it looks like the name for what he puked up earlier!

6. YOUR SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd favorite color, favorite drink)
Clear Ice Water
(HAHAHAHAHA! That is the best!)

7. YOUR IRAQI NAME: (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, any letter of your middle name, 2nd letter of your moms maiden name, 3rd letter of you dads middle name, 1st letter of a siblings first name, last letter of your moms middle)
Aagevnu
(How would you pronounce that???)

8. YOUR WITNESS PROTECTION NAME: (your dad's middle name, and your favorite authors last name)
Levi Cook

9. YOUR GOTH NAME: (black, and the name of one your pets)
Black Finnegan Bojangles BathroomLover Metrosexual Cowcat CrackBubbleBaby Finnley Memorial Hospital ForceFlex Alcove Jalapeno McKitty

(Don't ask...I have issues...deep-rooted, serious issues...)

I think Adam's goth name should be BLACK HUSSY!! I'm so amused....oh-so-amused!

That was thoroughly entertaining...especially the last one . I had a good time.

I just got off the phone with the manager who has been running my store since I went on maternity leave...can you believe that he wanted me to do a manager's schedule for next week? WHAT? I'm not back yet...if I do a schedule, that means I'm doing WORK this week. Forget that! I should have told him YES and then demanded to be paid for a 10-hour shift. HA...they would have taken as long to pay me for that as they took to get my disability pay to me. ...I really don't like my job.

On another note, my poor baby obviously still isn't feeling too well today. He projectile-puked across the room earlier...it was WAY COOL! I had just set him down in his swing so I could run to the bathroom quick and as soon as I got back, he puked...I swear, it went like 4 feet in front of him! He looked so surprised...didn't seem too bothered by it, but he looked shocked! And he still has a fever, even with the Tylenol. So I freaked out and called the pediatrician who told me that this was normal as long as his fever didn't go too high and he wasn't puking all the time. Know what? I didn't believe the nurse (shame on me!) and I called my mother instead, who assured me that this is OK...I believe my mom because, well, she's my mom! But my poor baby...he's not himself. I mean, everyone has heard the stories about how Elijah is rather high-maintenance and like attention...he doesn't like to sleep and if he had things his way, I think he'd nurse for 23 hours a day......I LOVE my baby! Well, since his shots, he's been so mellow...maybe a little fussy when the Tylenol wears off but otherwise MELLOW. He slept from 3am until 8am this morning, woke up and hardly ate. Then he woke up at noon, and hardly ate again. Hmmmm...then he got fussy at about 2:30 and I thought for SURE he was hungry...nope...and now he's napping. I hope he still likes me! After all these weeks of him just wanting ME, I feel a little left out today. *sigh* guess I'll go do some housework or something...I feel so useless right now. This is pathetic...I'm gonna be a wreck next week when I go back to work.

I'm going to eat a baked potato now...

2 month check up

Our baby is getting big...too fast . I'm already thinking about having to drop him off at school someday, and then I started thinking about what's going to happen when he gets married! I think maybe I'm having some hormonal fluctuations today......and I'm sure Adam will agree to that. I've been a little cranky, and a bit snippy to him. Sorry Adam!

SO, who wants some baby statistics? Elijah is now 11 lbs, 1 oz and he is 22 inches long with a 39 cm head...all these numbers fall into the 25th percentiles. We had to fill out a developmental questionnaire and he is already exhibiting some of the 5 month old characteristics. Looks like Auntie Caitlin was right...we have super advanced babies! Yay for Elijah and Ki! So Dr. Milonas said he's doing great and looks good...Elijah got a little stubborn and when he was put on his tummy, he wouldn't lift up his head. He does that to me, too. He'll get all ticked off and start crying until I can tell he's angry. And right about the time that I am going to give in and pick him up, I see him lift up his head to see if I'm looking at him! How dramatic...! Elijah did very well during his shots, too. He cried, especially during the first one...I think that one probably hurt the worst. But once the nurse was done, he pretty much stopped crying. And he got three super cool band-aids to cover his injection spots. He slept for about 3 hours after his appointment, woke up a little cranky, got some Tylenol and nursed and then was in a good mood. Huh...maybe I need the adult equivalent of Tylenol and nursing so I'm not cranky!

Actually, I have a pretty good reason, I think. Last week Wednesday I went to my OB for my 8 week checkup. I mentioned to him at that appointment that I was having some pretty intense pain during breastfeeding, and it had been going on for about a week...he checked out the twins and pretty much told me that it was probably thrush and I should get Elijah checked. So I waited a week until TODAY at Elijah's appointment. Elijah's doc checked me out and said "Oh no...that doesn't look like thrush at all...it's mastitis and you need an antibiotic. Call your OB and get him to call one into the pharmacy for you". He checked out Elijah's mouth and said that was clear, too. So let me get this straight...I spent 2 weeks feeling like I'm being stabbed in the boobs and it could have been taken care of last week? Wonderful. Elijah has been wanting to nurse quite a bit the past two weeks and I've just been sort of biting my tongue and dealing with the stabbing pains...I could just stab something else right now out of frustration. I'm starting to feel extremely irritated with doctors. Oh well...at least Elijah has a good one! So now, it's like 16 degrees out today and I have to take Elijah out again so go and get my antibiotic so I can start my pain-free existence once again.

So anyway that is my day so far ...not the best day but it could be worse I know. At least Elijah seems to be dealing with his shots pretty well. Maybe after we run out for my prescription we'll take a nap...I'm going to miss our little naps when I have to go back to work .

Here are a few pics from tonight...

Notice my poor baby is upside down...


...in this one too!


But he's soooooo happy in this one...and SO big!


Yeah, Dad looks kinda drugged but he's not...and look at the good smile from Elijah! He sure loves his Dad!!!!

So here's the scoop on me...my OB isn't real happy with my blood pressure. He thinks it was still too high yesterday (Wednesday) when it was about 140 over 90. He said I needed to see my regular family doc because by now, if it were pregnancy or post-pregnancy related, it would be done. So I saw my GP today...well, he's not the GP I chose but he's the one I'm stuck with. My GP left to move to Illinois or something like that. So Dr. Mathew is the new dude, and he isn't concerned, even tho today I was like 125 over 90. I told him this is WAY high for me but whatever...I'm just that patient, right? So we talked about stuff, like the headaches I have and so forth. So this is the dork's diagnosis...I have a sinus infection and that explains the headache. My BP is high cuz of the pain from the sinus infection. So he sends me on my way with 3 prescriptions...one for a sinus med (decongestant, etc), one for an anti-inflammitory, and one for a pain med. Sure guy...whatever! I got home from the pharmacy and was talking to Adam about all this, and noticed that on the sinus med, it said it bold print, all capital letters; "THIS MEDICINE IS EXCRETED IN BREAST MILK! DO NOT BREAST FEED WHILE ON THIS MEDICATION!" Dummy...I should have told him that my baby isn't a Racine ghetto formula fed thug child! Sorry...this whole city is just making me mad right now. So after calling the pharmacist, my doctor, my OB and the pediatrician, it was decided the med was safe...if I were taking it more than twice a day, they might be more concerned. I'm still a little concerned. But Elijah seemed to do OK today, and he's sleeping now (it's 2am!) so I guess he's OK. But I still think my GP is a crazy, drug pushing moron but whatever. He gave me an extra week off from work...and since I hate my job SO much and am trying so hard to find a new one, that's OK. Maybe my BP is high because I've been realizing I have to go back to my crappy job and my company is going to try to take advantage of me again. Or maybe I'm just nuts....

I don't know...I do know I should go to bed now. Adam has already gone to bed for the night. But I want him to sleep well since he has to work 7am to 6pm tomorrow. So I'm gonna kill some more time until he's totally asleep and then I'll go to bed.

Elijah has his 2 month appointment on Wednesday the 17th. I'm anxious to go because I think he's grown a lot, and I have a few questions regarding our whole breastfeeding situation...but I'm apprehensive because he's getting his first round of shots. Poor baby! He's so overly dramatic about everything else that I'm sure this whole shot thing is going to be the end of his little world . Well, at least I don't have to go back to work until the 22nd so I'll have a week with him to reassure him that it's not quite the end of the world...

So thus ends my update for now...hope you enjoy the post!

Yeah, OK...I am so tired of the diaper blowouts that we seem to be experiencing so frequently over here. I think we have just two options: either I'm going to invent some diapers that actually WORK or Elijah is getting potty trained. Hehe...poor little guy can't even completely hold his head up yet! Or stand up...or crawl...or talk...pooh...guess the second one is out of the question right now. And I wouldn't know where to start with the invention...not to mention I'm sure Pampers and Huggies have special spy-type people that would come to my apartment, blow up my clandestine diaper lab and take me into custody for questioning. Then they would brainwash me, and I would probably end up redecorating my house in disposable diapers.

Our stupid apartment building management has really done it this time! First they tell us that we won't be able to use the laundry room for like a week because they're going to put in new tile as part of their plan to "better the apartment community"... we have a list of stuff that needs to get fixed in our "LIVING QUARTERS" but hey, I guess I should be thankful for that freshly tiled floor in the storage/laundry room. However, there is a note on our main door saying that due to the new tile project, we need to GET OUR STUFF OUT OF OUR STORAGE COMPARTMENTS so they can put tile in there too. And if we don't move the stuff, and label our compartments with our names, they will consider it abandoned and dispose of our things. WHAT? First of all, if all the apartments are leased, and all the compartments are full, THEN THEY AREN'T ABANDONED! And just where do they want us to put our things? Duh...if they all fit in our apartment, we wouldn't need the storage area! And HELLO...it is January in Wisconsin...the weather is unusually nice right now but it could snow tomorrow. WHY ARE WE RENOVATING IN JANUARY? And this stupid note doesn't say WHEN they're doing this work so for all I know, they're downstairs now. I'm irritated...and I'm not the only one. The girl downstairs said her boyfriend just moved in last week and now their storage is PACKED. She said there's no way they can move all that stuff anywhere. Adam and I agree...why should we drag all that stuff up 3 flights of stairs?

I need a nap today...I am a little on the cranky side.

Well, my blowout baby is awake again and wants to eat...gonna go feed him some steak! (Not really, but it sounds good to me!)